He stands not much taller than an average human with short cropped hair. His look is both comforting and challenging. His strength lies not only in that of his arms and skill, but within his character as well. The smile accents a small scar running down his left cheek from ear to chin. Certainly a wound won in tough combat as a youth many years before. One can't help but to see Cetrok as a friend upon first glance, but one must always be careful not to cross paths, for his sword is much sharper than his anger.
THE STORY SO FAR
After his fathers death, Cetrok and his mother left their clan to join their young kin of the Aerandiri nation. Coming from a travellors clan and being youthful, Cetrok was unable to remain settled for long Cetrok set out for Darkhaven to pursue the life of a warrior.
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